Who begs to differ?
It’s true that all millionaires are not scamps and all scoundrels aren’t rich. But that doesn’t mean that the twain can’t meet.india Updated: Feb 03, 2011 23:12 IST
It’s true that all millionaires are not scamps and all scoundrels aren’t rich. But that doesn’t mean that the twain can’t meet. If things went right late last night in America, 27-year-old Brooklyn guy Craig Rowin may have become the first self-made armchair millionaire. The comedian could also become the first role model for millions like me who hope to make a million bucks the extremely easy way.
Both Mark Zuckerberg and I know how tough it is to earn the first seven-figure amount. And now, one hopes, even Rowin does. When he first made his unabashed ‘Please give me $ 1 million’ appeal on YouTube in November, people stopped for 2 minutes and 41 seconds, pulled a face like they would at a chimp holding a cigarette and went on with their lives.
Perhaps it was his honesty that had few takers. “I don’t need it [$ 1 million] for anything in particular,” said the bloke, adding, “It will be awesome.”
Back then, no one thought that someone from the A-list of the rich’n’considerate (he has checked out Steven Spielberg, Will Smith, Chilean miners and others) would throw hard cash in his direction. But a certain ‘Benjamin’ did. Or so we were told through the second video. This mysterious benefactor promised to hand over the $ 1 million cheque to Rowin last night at a theatre in Manhattan where Rowin is due to perform.
Whether he’s got his moolah or not, his pitch has made me green as a $100 bill. If he can, why can’t I? In the world of multi-gazillionaires, a drop from the ocean is all that we crave for. It’s ethical too. No one is being forced to lock oneself up inside a house with strangers and compete with 20 other douchebags. Or forced to marry a pudding head on national TV with the only intention of striking it rich.
All ye cash-strapped folks out there who, after having toiled your entire life, are still exploring post-retirement plans, put your diddering hands on your hearts and tell me: what’s the harm in asking for some loose change from the well-walleted?
Last night Rowin may have made begging a posh affair. And I will be the last one to care two hoots about what the have-nots have to say about it. Let me now check the internet and see whether he’s a millionaire today.